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In a partial hall of the Imperial Palace, it is splendid and carved.

Nian Rujiao, Xiao Xiner, Ning Zi Mo and Ling Yuwei, respectively, sit on two tea tables carved from jade.

On the table, the spirit of herbal tea is fragrant, and the color of the fruit is bright.

The chores that gave them tea, even the level of Tianzun, really surprised the four women, the fairy tales of the market may not be able to match.

"Xin Er, you said that the husband can not come out, will not have anything?" Nian Rujiao squinted, worried, and constantly looking at the door.

"Hey, take care of him, be beaten up by people. When you come back, you are so mad, you have to take Danxiatian in one fell swoop."

The medicine was prepared first, and it was well prepared to know that the trap was still drilled inside. It was really stupid. Xiao Xin’s mouth was disgusted, but his eyes could not help but keep aiming.

"This is also no way. If you want to be a true foothold, you need Xiaorou's ancestors to get the approval of the Fairy Palace.

Xiaorou's ancestors only built a martial art. Her husband is going to take Danxiatian directly, and he needs more strength and fame support.

Compared with forcibly taking away the Danqiong faction and attracting the dissatisfaction of the entire Xiangong, it is better to obtain respect through this proper way," Ning Zimo analyzed.

"This is... the sword of the gods, the sword god, listen to the name and pull hatred.

There are so many swordsmen in the wild, sword repair, if there is no fame, let the outsiders taboo, simply can not stand," Xiao Xiner said.

"It’s been a long time... What’s going on inside, there’s nothing in the movement,” said Rujia Jiao.

"When I first came in, I saw that almost every distance in the fairy palace had an extremely complicated array of arrangements.

In that church, I am afraid that it is a layer of formation, and it is blessed with an extremely powerful array.

Even if it was dark and dark, we couldn’t feel anything," Ling Yuwei sighed.

"Really, anxious!" Xiao Xiner couldn't help but stand up. "I will go out and ask!"

The three of her women saw each other and laughed at the same time. They just said that regardless of the man, they couldn’t sit still.

Xiao Xiner just walked to the door, but was stopped by the Qin Sheng disciple who was guarded outside the door.

"Girl, don't worry, don't want to move around in the fairy palace," Shi Wen smiled politely.

"How is it going there? I can't go see it?!" Xiao Xiner was anxious.

"The church must be a strong sage to enter, and the girl is useless," Shi Wen said with a smile.

Just then, not far away, suddenly there was a chores, carrying a man’s body and coming over.

When Xiao Xiner looked at the scene of this scene, a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly shrank and contracted. "No... no..."

The latter three women found that something was wrong, and quickly rushed to the door.

In time, the women’s pretty faces are pale, and the heart sinks into the abyss!

"Frank!!"

"Ye Fan!!"

Without the help of the teacher and the text, the four women rushed directly into the wide corridor.

The servant saw it and casually threw Ye Fan’s body on the ground.

"This person has failed to accept the assessment of Sansheng. Now the body is returned. You will take this body and leave the Palace." After the servant finished, he bowed down to the teacher and bowed.

Nian Rujiao slammed on the man, crying in silence, mourning in despair: "French! You wake up! You... how can you do this... We just reunited... oh..."

"Ye Fan... Ye Fan, don't scare us... you are a bastard! You wake up!!"

Ling Yuwei kept listening to her breath, heartbeat, and shaking the man hard, but it didn't work.

Ning Zi Mo was sitting on the ground, his face was as gray as he was, his eyes were flushed with red eyes, and he looked up and asked the teacher: "Who killed him?"

There is a sarcasm in the eyes of the teacher. "Look at him, it should be the drunken dream of the Lord of the Swordsman, and I will never wake up.

But what about telling you? Just because of you, do you still want to avenge him?

Oh... sword god? Shen Jian Zong? Really arrogant...

This kind of self-important role, we have seen more than a few hundred years. ”

Xiao Xiner wiped her tears from her face and suddenly stood up. "What do you mean by cynicism!?"

"How, can't you understand people?" Shi Wen said: "Let you bring this body, roll, don't tarnish the Holy Land!"

"哼", Xiao Xiner angered and laughed: "I finally show my true face!? Say something in my heart!? Finally, I laughed!"

Now that Ye Fan is dead, the only one of the four women’s backers is gone, and the teacher’s text is obviously not so polite.

Shi Wen’s face sank. “I am a Qin disciple. What are you doing? Hurry and take this body out of the fairy palace!”

"This lady is going to go, but also to burn this fairy palace and go!"

Xiao Xiner simply doesn't want to control anything anymore. In an instant, the red lotus is burning blood, and the phoenix explosion is erupted.

A textual retreat from the teacher, summoning a water blue guqin in his hand, one-handed and one-touch, a wave of heavenly emperor-level real elements stirred up!

The water and fire rushed and blew directly in the corridor!

If it is not the Imperial Palace is extremely strong, this is enough to flatten the surrounding buildings!

Although Xiao Xiner can fight against the Emperor by relying on blood burning, Shi Wen is a Qin Sheng disciple after all, and he is trained to be profound. This is not a cheaper one, and he is forced to go backwards in two steps.

"Xiner! Don't be impulsive!!" Ling Yuwei hugged Xiao Xiner from behind and cried: "We took Ye Fan away! I want to save him! He still has temperature in his body, maybe there is still a rescue!!"

"The heartbeat is gone! The gas is gone! The Three Holy Communities don't even know if they die!" Xiao Xiner cried and asked.

At this moment, the hearts of the girls jumped wildly!

I only felt the pressure of dozens of hearts that made them feel in the fairy palace!

The text of the teacher still wants to teach Xiao Xiner. After discovering what was happening, he quickly took the piano and looked at the aisle outside the corridor, respecting the dagger.

Some of the busy Gongzheng servants are also squatting down.

I saw Phillips, the rumor, the cup, and the three holy places, with the other twenty sacred strong men, came out of the church, and walked toward the direction outside the fairy palace.

The prefecture of the Immortal Palace is officially to begin.

"Shi Wen, what happened just now? So I don't know the rules?" The anecdote stopped and frowned.

The fight just now clearly caught the attention of the congregation.

Shi Wen was nervous, and quickly replied: "Master, these women do not know how to let them go, but they have to leave with the body, but they must do it with the disciples."

"The holy land of the Immortal Palace, you are the place where you can sprinkle, these few women who do not know how to lift, must be severely punished!

If you don't have any opinions, spend some of them and dispose of them. There will be no trouble..."

A white complexion, dressed in a colorful robes, wearing a jade crown, and a beautiful and elegant sanctuary, looked at the four women at this time, showing a greedy color in his eyes.

"Hua Sheng, you are sure to be severely punished...not to be included in your 'Hundred Flowers Pavilion', do your collection?" The medicine is a sinister smile.

Huasheng opened the folding fan and gently shook his voice: "Why, the alchemy room of Lord Dan Sheng, need a woman to help with the fire?"

"Haha... That's not it, please ask the Lord of Flowers," it doesn't matter if the medicine is first.

Huasheng did not say anything, and somehow in the hands of a colorful flower, the petals scattered, flying directly toward the four women.